I really want to be a salted fish

Chapter 185
The car quickly stopped at the gate of Siji Yunlan, Song Yan parked the car, and helped Su Shao to get on the elevator slowly.

Su Shao doesn't weigh much, only about 96 catties, not over a hundred.

As the saying goes, if you weigh less than [-], you are either flat-chested or short, but Su Shao is not "flat", with a slender waist.

The places that should be upright are all attractive, and the height is not short, nearly 1.7 meters.

At this moment, such a fiery figure was tightly attached to Song Yan's body, and he was a little at a loss as to what to do.

Song Yan lived on the top floor, the 37th floor.

Because it was already late at night, the elevator was basically unused.The large space became a bit crowded because two people stepped in.

Either it is crowded, or the atmosphere is full of ambiguous and charming feeling in the elevator.

Song Yan stood in the middle of the elevator, and beside him was supporting Su Shao.

But now, the little girl is a little dishonest
Su Shao was wearing a woolen coat, and she felt a little hot when she entered the elevator, and she instinctively twisted her body anxiously.

Song Yan glanced at the little girl who was about to become a demon, "Don't move around."

It's so hot. How can it not move?

In the dream, Su Shao felt as if she had been thrown into a sea of ​​flames, and the layers of heat waves almost swallowed her up.

Fortunately, she had a lump of ice in her hand, which was cool, and as long as she stuck it on, she would feel very comfortable.

After Song Yan finished speaking, a pair of small hands suddenly appeared on his narrow waist.

He frowned, "Su"

Before he could say anything, he felt a pair of small hands slowly go up and down to caress his spine.

Almost instantly, Song Yan could clearly feel a sense of electric current rushing into his limbs, which was numb and itchy, which was very excruciating.

His lower abdomen tensed and his throat rolled down slightly.

"It's so comfortable." The little girl who buried her head in his chest whispered coquettishly.

Who can stand this?
Song Yan deliberately stepped back, trying to create a safe distance.

Before he could take a step back, she squeezed her softly over, and hooked her hands around his neck again.

Song Yan frowned, and wanted to tear it away, "Girl."

The soft beauty nestled in his arms suddenly raised her head, her charming little face was half tilted up, her eyes were blurred and clear, and she smiled like a goblin, "Song Yan?"

This is awake?

Song Yan didn't say a word, and moved his lower body back, leaving only his chest as a support point for Su Shao.

"I really like you, I always have you in my dreams these days." Su Shao was confused.

Song Yan became interested, and his voice was low, "dream of me?"

Su Shao, who was still drunk, thought seriously, "Yeah! I dreamed that I was on top of you."

Suddenly, she retracted her cheeks back to Song Yan's chest, and her fair ears were covered with a layer of pearl powder.

that's an embarrassing color
After a while, she squeezed out a word, which made Song Yan's body tense even more.

crazy!

He suddenly regretted why he bought the house to the top floor!

"Ding--"

finally reached
High-end residences generally have fingerprint locks, and Song Yan can open the door very quickly.

The moment the door opened, he almost dragged Su Shao to the sofa, then turned his head and walked towards the bathroom.

The back is clear and repaired, as cold as a pine tree, but the steps are too fast.
Twenty or ten minutes later, Song Yan came out of the bathroom in a steamy body, and had already changed into comfortable black silk pajamas.

He looked at the wild sleeping lump on the sofa, and his eyebrows twitched again.

He raised his hand and picked up the phone, "Uncle Li, is Auntie here?"

It was already midnight, but the other party's tone was still respectful and humble, "Master, I'll be there soon."

Tuo on the sofa turned over, the woolen coat fell off, revealing a black pleated skirt and a section of fair thigh.

With her movements, the skirt is still rubbing up
"Try to be as fast as possible." Song Yan glanced away, his throat tightened.

He didn't have the patience to care about the crooked sleeping position of the girl on the sofa, and walked indifferently towards his bedroom.

With a bang, the door slammed shut forcefully.

About a minute later, Song Yan came out of the bedroom again
　It will be a little late at night~~ Don't stop recommending tickets, I can change it! ! !
　　


(End of this chapter)